Returning to the Wide Wacky World of OTR.

Oddball....

 

Thank you for all of your insight and information.

 

I got 23 in, working on going back

 

What?

 

UPDATE

PTL rented me a car to drive up for orientation. I arrived today at the Radisson Hotel in West Memphis, AR — it's just a 7-minute drive from the terminal. The hotel is really modern and sleek. Rooms are single occupancy with two beds (one for sleeping, one for all my stuff — no dressers anymore!).

Day 1 of orientation starts tomorrow. I’ll keep y’all posted!

 

I hope you find what you're looking for. As for me, I’ve reached my limit. I’m tired — tired of being expected to be perfect in a world that’s anything but. Tired of being told to suppress my feelings, my dreams, my hopes. Tired of being expected to care — but not too much.

Does any of that make sense to you? Does it hit home the way it does for me?

 

It makes total sense. Every person needs to reach a point of liberation.

 

100% I’m not looking at full time just a local volly department my mind and body are broken but it’s all I’ve known for 20+ yrs may get back in to education ( was a fire instructor and Paramedic instructor and really enjoyed that) as well
I still have nightly nightmares and don’t sleep for sh&$ but i miss it all the same

 

It’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks.

On June 1st, I arrived at the PTL terminal in West Memphis, AR for orientation. The process was fast-paced and, in my opinion, somewhat disorganized. On the second day, I was informed that my urine test came back diluted and that I would need to submit another sample. I did so on Day 3.

That same day, I received a call from the MRO, Dr. Smith, who told me that my hair follicle test came back positive for methamphetamine. He demanded an explanation. I explained that I take several medications daily and listed them for him. He quickly dismissed that as a possible cause and snidely remarked that no medications could result in a false positive. I mentioned that I had previously taken an appetite suppressant but stopped due to the side effects. He pressed for more details—asking for the name, prescribing doctor, and how long I had taken it.

I spent the remainder of Day 3 and most of Day 4 gathering that information. Late on Day 4—Friday, June 6—I received a follow-up call from the MRO. This time, his tone had changed. He told me he had spoken to my doctor and now believed that the medication I had taken had likely caused a false positive.

On Day 6, I received my trainer assignment. I left West Memphis on Sunday, June 8. Since then, it’s been nonstop. I delivered a load to Laredo, TX on Monday. On Tuesday, I was headed to Muscatine, IA. Thursday, I dropped the load in Muscatine and picked up another in Morris, IL bound for Indianola, MS. From there, we picked up a load in Memphis, TN and dropped it in Murray, KY just last night.

In 4.5 days, I drove nearly 2,800 miles—after not being behind the wheel for over three years.

I am both humbled and proud. Now I’m awaiting my upgrade test and looking forward to getting my own truck.